The Babysitter, Chapter Three

by Jeneee

Please make sure you have read the earlier chapters of this story so you know what's going on.

Carrie was so bored at the retirement party that she couldn't wait for it to be over so she could get home to her girls and see how Jennifer had made out with them. She giggled when she realized the double meaning of that thought. After the speeches had been completed she politely joined the group at the refreshment table and had a glass of red wine, her favourite, chatted for a few minutes while she drained her glass, and then, even though she was tempted to have another one, said good-bye to 'the bitch,' as she'd come to call her – privately to herself of course – and wished her a happy retirement, and then politely excused herself by saying that her sitter was not able to stay too late that evening.

On the other hand however, driving home she really hoped Jennifer would be able to stay late since she was dying to get to know her better and also hoped the girls had been no trouble so she would be willing to come back again to look after them whenever the need arose. The vision of her walking ahead of her toward the family room when she'd arrived earlier that evening played through her mind again, the firm, shapely butt in those tight, white pants making her dream of caressing those beautiful cheeks. Her regular babysitter was okay, but Maggie and Martha both said she was a bit boring and didn't really like to play with them much but instead would sit and watch dull TV shows until it was time for them to go to bed. And she was also very strict about making them go to bed on time, not that that was a bad thing but sometimes a little leeway can make for happier charges when babysitting. Somehow she thought Jennifer might be a little more flexible, and even let the girls boss her around a little – all in good fun, mind you – hence her friendly comment to Jennifer as she was leaving the house for the evening. Her girls could be very flirty and even saucy with the right person if they thought they could get away with it, so as she pulled into the driveway she was curious to find out what they had been up to and how Jennifer had handled them.

She let herself in the front door, throwing her keys on the hall table and, after slipping off her shoes, walked toward the family room noticing things seemed pretty quiet. Quiet that is until she got to the arched entranceway and peered in. Suddenly she froze in her tracks and pulled up sharply. Slight, soft whimpering sounds reached her ears as her eyes opened wide and focussed in amazement on what they saw. Backing up a little, so as not to be noticed, she almost gasped out loud as she watched Jennifer and her own sweet little Martha necking away furiously, Martha curled up on Jennifer's lap wearing only her white panties which were being stretched out at the front by the sitter's hand which was obviously groping her youngest daughter's pussy. She was mesmerized as she watched Martha squirming around in Jennifer's lap, seemingly pushing her tiny crotch up against the invading fingers, obviously enjoying the contact, her arms wrapped tightly around the babysitter's neck.

Carrie was in shock, not knowing what to do or how to react, but she felt her own pussy suddenly screaming out for attention and without thinking she lifted the hem of her skirt so that she could rub herself through her panties. She was so wet and realized if she kept this up she would cum like gangbusters before long. Exercising all her will-power as she started to wonder where Maggie was, she pulled her hand away from her crotch and straightened her skirt. Jennifer and Martha were so engrossed in their frantic play that they still had no idea she was home.

"Well, isn't this a pretty sight," she exclaimed as she walked briskly into the family room feeling her heart racing. The effect was instantaneous. Both Jennifer and Martha jumped, springing apart, shocked looks on their faces which were now glowing bright red with what was probably a combination of passion and embarrassment, mixed with fear at being caught in such a compromising position. Jennifer was sure she'd be thrown out of the house, or even worse. She found herself unable to speak. But then she couldn't believe her ears at what came out of Carrie's mouth next.

"Looks like you two are really getting to know each other. Are we having fun?"

Jennifer still remained speechless as she stared at Carrie, not knowing what would come next, but then couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the beginnings of a smile forming on Carrie's face. Then Martha came to the rescue.

"We were really having fun tonight, Mommy," she said, sitting up straight in Jennifer's lap. "Jennifer said me and Maggie would make great models."

"Models?" Carrie asked, a puzzled expression now taking over from the slight smile which had begun to blossom on her face.

"Yeah. Me and Maggie were posing for her, just like those girls in your fashion magazine." And here she pointed to the rack beside the chair they were in. Carrie glanced at the rack and then back to Jennifer, still quite not understanding but realizing there was a lot more to this story. She and the girls had played lovingly before like this, but she was surprised they would be so open with a complete stranger.

"By the way, just where is Maggie anyway?" Carrie asked.

"She went upstairs for a pee after we stopped modelling for Jennifer," Martha told her mom. "And she said we were good, too," she added proudly, climbing down from Jennifer's lap and doing a pirouette in front of her mom. It was then that Carrie noticed her old camera sitting on the coffee table.

"You found one of my cameras?" she asked, looking directly at Jennifer who still wasn't sure where this conversation was going to lead.

"Maggie got it for her," Martha explained helpfully. "But there was no film in it so we just pretended. But it was still fun, Mommy." Looking back and forth from her daughter wearing only panties to Jennifer, who was still feeling slightly uncomfortable about everything, Carrie then noticed the rest of both her daughters' clothing on the couch. She nodded her head, beginning to get the picture.

"I'll bet it was fun," was all she could think of saying, and then added, "It sure looked like you two were having...er, fun when I came home as well. I'm sure I would have liked to take a picture of that," she said, looking straight at Jennifer for a response, which didn't come because she was still speechless. And then Carrie giggled. "Well, don't let me stop you two. Maybe I'll get my other newer camera, which is digital – so you don't have to worry about film – and take a few pictures of you two making out." And here she laughed again remembering the double meaning of her previous thought as she was leaving the office party. Little did I know just how appropriate that was, she realized.

"Yay, so you're not mad at us then Mommy?" Martha exclaimed. "Go get it then." And she giggled as she once again jumped back up onto Jennifer's lap and threw her arms around her neck to show her mom she was more than ready to have their picture taken together.

Carrie started to leave, but then turned in the direction of the staircase saying, "I've got to find out what Maggie's up to first, though," she told them, and then, pointing at Jennifer, she added "I'm not through with you yet, either." And up the stairs she went leaving Jennifer wondering what that was supposed to mean.

Martha giggled once more. "And I'm not through with you yet either," she told Jennifer as she tilted her head and leaned in close, kissing her new friend sloppily on the lips, while at the same time surprising the hell out of Jennifer by suddenly plunking her tiny hand on one of her breasts and squeezing it. Pulling away she added conspiratorially, "And I think Mommy likes you a lot too 'cause she didn't get mad when she caught us. She's kissed us like that too, ya know. And she's played with my pee pee as well," she added, grabbing one of Jennifer's hands and pulling it down between her legs again.

Jennifer smiled, feeling somewhat relieved. "I wondered how you learned to kiss like that. You were too good for me to be your first." Martha giggled again, squeezing Jennifer's boob once more as her sitter once again began caressing the little girl's pussy through her now quite wet panties.

"And she's let us play with her sometimes, too," she added. "I like playing with my Mommy's boobies, but yours are fun too. Mommy's nippies get so big and hard, 'specially when we kiss them. Do you like to have yours kissed too?"

By now Jennifer's panties were pretty well soaked and she knew her juices would be beginning to seep through to her pants. But all of a sudden she wasn't worried any more and she mentally thanked her older friend for recommending her to fill in for her as a babysitter that night. She kissed her sweet little lover once more, hoping that Carrie would ask her to return again and again.

Meanwhile, Carrie had entered the girls' bedroom and found Maggie curled up on her bed, still wearing her panties and training bra, apparently asleep. But as she approached, her eldest daughter rolled over and smiled up at her. "Mommy, you're home. I'm so glad to see you." And she reached out her arms for Carrie to give her a hug. "Where's Martha, and has Jennifer gone home yet?" she asked. "I guess I must have fallen asleep. I just came up for a pee and then, well, came in to lie down for a few minutes 'cause, well you know, like I was feeling kinda...horny," she giggled, "and Jennifer stopped Martha from playing with me – like we were just having fun, that's all. But I like her anyway 'cause she's a lot more fun than..."

Carrie interrupted Maggie's rambling saying, "Yeah, I heard all about the fun you were all having. I hear you were pretending to be models for her."

Maggie giggled. "She said we'd be great models, Mommy, and we did all sorts of poses for her, like in your magazine, you know, those girls showing off all those fancy clothes and stuff."

Carrie sat down on the bed beside her daughter. "Yes, sweetie, so I heard. And it looks like you were showing off your undies for her too. So just what was it that made Jennifer stop all of a sudden, sweetie? And what made you horny, as if I can't guess?" she giggled.

Maggie sat up and hugged her mom. "Well, you know Martha," she told her. "She started to get more and more flirty and pulling up on her panties and then on mine so that my pussy showed through and Jennifer kept pretending to take more and more pictures. Then Martha put her hands inside my bra and started to feel my titties and then even sucked on them. And that's when Jennifer stopped taking pics – or pretending to take pics, anyway. I still don't know why she stopped but she said it was bedtime. But that's when I was really starting to get, like, you know, kinda horny, so I left and came up for a pee so I could play with myself."

Carrie hugged her little girl and stroked her long blonde hair, thinking she knew exactly why Jennifer had stopped. Then she pulled back a little to gaze into her daughter's pretty deep blue eyes. "But you fell asleep instead?" she asked, smiling lovingly at Maggie who nodded. "But you did have fun with your new sitter, though?" she pressed.

"Oh yes, Mommy. Can she come back again?"

"I'm sure she would love to. When I came home her and Martha were making out like two long lost lovers," she giggled, "so I'm sure your sister wants her back again too." And so do I, she thought to herself, once again dreaming of Jennifer's tight little ass in those sexy white pants of hers.

"Oh, wow, you mean they were really kissing?" Maggie asked, grinning. "Like, really making out?"

Carrie answered by slipping her hand down the front of her daughter's panties and gently fingering the very wet pussy she found there. "If you call this making out, then yes," she replied, kissing Maggie on the lips and opening them slightly with her tongue. Maggie returned the kiss and moaned softly into her mother's mouth as she felt Carrie's finger slide between the lips of her soaked pussy and slip partway into her sweet vagina. Then Maggie pulled back a little and, with a sly smile on her face, whispered into Carrie's ear.

"What do you think they are doing now, while they are all alone down there again?"

Carrie smiled at her. "I think we should go down and find out, don't you? I told them I'd get my new camera and take real pictures of them, and you too if you want, but I wanted to check up on you first. What do you think?" she winked, pulling her finger out from Maggie's panties and slipping it sensuously into her mouth, licking her daughter's delicious secretions.

"Oh yes! Let's do it, Mommy," Maggie urged excitedly. "Let's sneak down and see what they are doing, and then we can model for real for you."

And that was all Carrie needed to hear.

To be continued...